Guide on How to Fail at Online Dating

Ch45 - Don't misunderstand Gege

Edited by Divetus and Rega

Jing Huan was most disgusted by dirty tactics on the court. In high school, there was also someone who had deliberately stretched out their feet to trip Gao Zixiang during games. Later, Gao Zixiang and he retaliated by stepping on their opponent's feet a countless number of times.

An eye for an eye. It's a childish but useful method. After that, that guy never dared to play against them again.

With so many people watching him, the guy felt a bit embarrassed and got up, wanting to head back to the court. Xiang Huaizhi stood in front of Jing Huan and blocked about half of his shoulder, almost like a protective gesture.

"Xiang Ge, what he did counts as a foul." The boy clenched his teeth. "There's nothing left to say... this should be a free throw, ba?"

Xiang Huaizhi glared at him. "You're tired of using your trick of slamming into people, so now you're beginning to learn how to do fake falls?"

"Fake fall..." The guy was stupefied, then angrily said, "Fake fall my ass! He slammed into me!"

"It was just you two here, and with this kind of body..." Xiang Huaizhi said, "He slammed into you?"

Jing Huan: "?"

As soon as Xiang Huaizhi said this, the people who came to help the boy up stopped for a second. They instinctively looked at Jing Huan and then looked back at the guard.

Jing Huan couldn't be considered delicate when compared to other guys, but he was much thinner than the guard.

Recalling the basketball tactics of the guy beside them, a few people coughed and let go of supporting the guard.

"Forget it, forget it, it's just a small thing. When playing basketball, it's easy to stumble anyway." Someone came to mediate. "Let's keep going ba."

"Fuck..." The strong man cursed in a low voice but also knew that it was impossible to make trouble now. "Forget it."

As soon as Jing Huan was about to return to his original position, his arm was grabbed.

"Go back to where you were before." Xiang Huaizhi said.

"No," Jing Huan insisted, "I'm going to play defense..."

He had just said that when Xiang Huaizhi suddenly reached out to him.

The boy's hand moved to hover above the top of his head for a bit and then, as if afraid of dirtying his hair, finally landed on his back and pushed him slightly forward with a little effort.

"Go back," Xiang Huaizhi said, "listen to me a bit."

"..."

Xiang Huaizhi's hand was very big, and Jing Huan's jacket was thin. He could clearly feel the warmth of his palm, which spread slowly from his spine to the rest of his body.

This hand had just dangled above his head... What for?

It was hard for Jing Huan to think much of it, and other people were already urging him. He came back to his senses and said, "...Understood. "

Because the gap between the scores was so wide, and there was that incident just now, their opponents had lost their fighting spirit. In the last round, Jing Huan's side scored almost all the points and finally won with a big score.

Jing Huan went to the bench and wiped off his sweat with a towel. He smiled at Xiang Huaizhi. "Senior, is that guy really part of the basketball team? Why do I feel like he's actually not that good, even Lu Wenhao is better."